HuaYu: Starting with Photography to Navigate the Entertainment Industry

"Holy crap, this kid's got a knack for putting people down!"

"Yeah, I'm not playing with him anymore!"

"They're gone, they're gone!"

Feeling frustrated, Jiang Wei and his two companions shook their heads, deciding not to play with Xu Lang anymore, and ran off one by one.

Xu Lang, on the other hand, focused his attention on the incoming call number.

The unmarked number is from Chengdu, Sichuan.

who can that be?

Xu Lang answered the phone and asked softly:

"Hello, who is this?"

"Hello...

A timid voice came from the other end of the phone, "I...I'm Zhang Liangying."

Zhang Liangying?

A future leading lady?!

Xu Lang's interest immediately soared, and he couldn't contain it.

Suppressing his excitement, he asked curiously:

"I remember you. What made you think of calling me?"

"You've done a great job packaging Zhang Hanyun's image. I... I want to too..."

Zhang Liangying's voice grew softer and softer as she spoke, and she became increasingly less confident.

Xu Lang frowned, cursing inwardly.

"It's all that Feng Ke's fault! Look what he's done to this country bumpkin with his PUA techniques!"

In her previous life, Zhang Liangying was called "Princess of the Third Ring Road," but Xu Lang didn't believe it.

But now, he believes it.

With brainwashing to this extent, it wouldn't be surprising if they were in the Fifth Ring Road, let alone the Third Ring Road!

After a moment's hesitation, Xu Lang asked, "You also want me to design your image?"

No...no.

Zhang Liangying quickly denied it, "I... I don't have money for you to design my image. I just wanted to ask you how to get rid of my 'unfashionable' look?"

"Oh? Haha!"

Zhang Liangying's question made Xu Lang laugh. "Did Feng Ke say something about you again? Let me tell you, you're not unsophisticated at all, you..."

Xu Lang had only spoken halfway when Zhang Liangying across from him said in a flustered voice:

"I'm not talking to you anymore, Brother Feng is here, I..."

The call ended before I could finish speaking.

"Hold!"

Xu Lang was genuinely angry.

It's obvious that Zhang Liangying saw how successfully Xu Lang had packaged Zhang Hanyun and was secretly calling herself behind Feng Ke's back.

The fact that Zhang Liangying hung up the phone so hastily just now shows how afraid she is of Feng Ke.

"That bastard Feng Ke needs to be taught a lesson!"

But he is currently in Beijing, while Feng Ke and Zhang Liangying are far away in Chengdu, and he doesn't have any good ideas for the time being.

Xu Lang took several deep breaths before he was able to suppress his anger.

Looking at the time, it was already past three o'clock.

"Damn, I almost forgot about the important thing because I was so angry with that idiot."

Xu Lang hurried back to his dormitory, tidied up his photography equipment, slung his bag over his shoulder, and headed towards the school's guesthouse.

It was 4 PM this afternoon, which was the time he had arranged with Reyizha to take photos of Mocha.

Besides receiving guests, the guesthouse at the Beijing Film Academy also serves as accommodation for some students.

After all, unlike other ordinary colleges and universities, the Beijing Film Academy has quite a few celebrities among its students.

Just like Liu Yifei, after filming "The Story of a Noble Family" and "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils", she became a big star.

You can't stay in the dormitory when you come to school, can you?

Over time, the guesthouse was transformed into a student dormitory.

Reyizha comes from a well-off family and is a contracted writer for Rayli magazine, so she is not short of money. She usually stays in this guesthouse while at school.

Xu Lang found room 402 and knocked on the door.

Soon, the door opened, and Re Yizha appeared in the doorway wearing a tank top and hot pants.

Upon seeing Xu Lang, she suddenly exclaimed in surprise:

"Ahhhh!"

Just as Xu Lang was about to go inside, he heard a loud "bang" as the door slammed shut. At the same time, he heard a flustered sound coming from inside the room.

"It's only 3:30, why are you here already? Wait a minute, I'm not ready yet!"

"Um?"

Xu Lang rubbed his forehead, which had nearly slammed into the door, feeling a little strange. Recalling his earlier appearance, he teased, "..."

"What preparations were there? That little tank top was just fine!"

"Pooh!"

Re Yizha busied himself in the room, and in between his efforts, he didn't forget to retort to Xu Lang, "You got off easy, you're definitely willing."

"cut!"

Xu Lang stood at the door, utterly disdainful. "What's so great about a B-cup? I really don't know where you get your confidence from. It's not like I haven't seen them before!"

The last time Xu Lang shot a cover for Re Yizha in the studio, he had her wear an oversized shirt without any buttons, and he even personally helped her adjust the clothes.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that I've seen them all.

"Mind your own business!"

Inside the room, she continued busily working, her footsteps echoing back and forth; it was unclear what she was doing.

More than ten minutes passed before the room door opened again.

"Alright, you...you can come in now."

This time, Reyizha changed into a beautiful long dress. It was a fitted style with a delicate fabric that hugged her body and accentuated her figure.

Xu Lang's eyes lit up when he saw it. As a seasoned veteran at shooting boudoir photos, he recognized it at a glance:

vacuum!

This girl, she's been fiddling around for ages, could she just be changing clothes?

That shouldn't take that long!

Upon entering the room, you'll find a suite with a large bed, a bathroom, a living room, and a bedroom.

After scanning the room, Xu Lang quickly noticed the difference.

It was obvious that the room had just been cleaned; there were still damp wipes on the floor and table.

"You made me wait outside for ages just while you stayed inside tidying up and changing clothes?"

"Didn't I say four o'clock? Who told you to come early?"

Reyza's reason was quite valid: "When important guests come over, you always have to tidy up the house."

"An important guest?"

Xu Lang was very interested in these four words. He leaned closer, stared into her eyes, and asked:

"Tell me, how important am I?"

Feeling the heat of Xu Lang's breath and his intense yet teasing gaze, Re Yizha, usually bold and straightforward, blushed for the first time.

She took a step back, dodging the attack, and stammered:

"Of course...of course it's important. Whether I get the role depends on you."

"It's not that important!"

Xu Lang's expression turned serious. "No matter how good the photos are, they're just a stepping stone. To actually get the role, you have to rely on yourself."

"I know, you don't need to tell me these big principles."

"Oh?"

Xu Lang became even more curious, smiled, and continued to ask:

"Then let me ask you, the photo you want to take, to put it nicely, is called a mocha, but to put it bluntly, it's just an ID photo, something with no technical skill involved, so why did you still come to me?"

Six thousand yuan for a set is quite a lot. Are you doing me a favor, or are you giving me targeted financial assistance?

"Well..."

Re Yizha was somewhat speechless when Xu Lang asked him a question.

Before she could answer, Xu Lang pressed on:

"You could have taken this 'ID photo' anywhere in the classroom. Why did you have to choose this place and go through all the trouble of getting ready?"

At this point, he looked at Re Yizha's fitted long dress and clicked his tongue in admiration.

"This long dress suits you very well, especially if you wear it without anything underneath; it's even sexier than that tank top you just wore."

Upon hearing this, Re Yizha's face flushed red, and her lips were bitten so hard they turned white and red in patches.

Xu Lang pulled up a chair, sat down, crossed his legs, and stared at the somewhat embarrassed Re Yizha.

"Tell me the truth. You spent a fortune to bring me here, cleaning the room and dressing me up so meticulously. What exactly do you mean by this?"

At this point, he suddenly smirked and asked softly:

"What, do you want to 'eat' me?"